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Post by Deleted on Jun 1, 2017 12:36:30 GMT -8
It was just like some sort of chain reaction. Logan released a charming laugh towards her own buffoonery, and in return Lilac let her own seldom used giggle chim like birds in the morning. It was odd to hear, but it was such a pretty sound, she had to admit. Must have been at least a few months since she'd heard her own laugh. " I doubt that," he would eventually say, lilac hues meeting with her own diamond like orbs. " You seem anything but bland." he continued. I wish. She was only finally letting loose, though a purpose of that she had no clue. The duo had only met a few minutes ago, yet she seemed to strive for his attention. To please him and keep him interested. Lilac wanted the handsome male to think of her as something more than a stuck-up bitch. Perhaps she was just searching all along for someone to look through her, not at her like her mother always did. The next statement struck Lilac as odd. " I wouldn't mind listening to anything about you." he'd say, Lilac cocking an eyebrow to herself. Her ivory maw opened, but she couldn't quite think of anything to say. No male or female would really want to listen to her babble on about nonsense. And he definitely wasn't like one of the fellow female packmates she had who could all relate to their own girlish problems and freak-outs. " Well," she tried to begin, searching desperately through her mind to find something interesting to talk about. Not like she particuarly enjoyed talking about herself anyways. I'm like a solid 7, my mom probably hates me, i've never had a crush, I- why the hell am I talking about crushes? Dismissing her thoughts, Lilac turned to find that Logan had embraced her mimicking game, looking like a walking toothpick. " Goodness," she gasped. " I can't possibly look like that, do I?" she breathed, laughing a little half at herself and half toward Logan. " Let's see, my mother sort of deprived me of any good childhood which is how I found my way out of my birth pack," she'd say, going on about how her life used to be and some of the few excitements she experienced in her youth. All the while her hues strayed toward the hybrid every now and then, making sure he wasn't already falling asleep.
~One Month Timeskip~
Overhead dew collected carefully on the tanning leaves of an old tree, occasionally dripping onto Lilac's slumped figure. She sat rather awkwardly, with her back curled against a smooth rock, hind limbs splayed lazily into the air, forelimbs placed neatly on her soft chest. The morning sun had only just broken the horizon, offering sunlight to warm her chilled body. Next to her was a vacant badgers den, yet not so empty now as Logan was still curled up and cozy. The pair had dug out enough space so that they needn't be squished together as they slept, but last night Lilac simply couldn't sleep. For hours she was restless until she finally opened her icy hues, staring like a creep at her friends lovely sleeping face before dragging herself outside. It was cold now, as Autumn was upon them and the only warmth came from the sun or from each other.
Closed eyes opened suddenly as a drop of water hit her squarely on the nose. Lilac shivered, her whole body fluffing up, desperate for warmth. I don't really want to go back in there, though, she'd think to herself. Can't hardly get a wink, and I can't keep staring at Logan like I do. One day he'll wake up and catch me, and then i'll have to run away and bury myself in a hole full of my own shame. Again an icy shiver ran through her body, forcing her to get up. She was careful to avoid all the fallen leaves on the ground, as they would crunch beneath her white paws and stir the sleeping beast. Silently, she made her way into their den, glancing toward the half-dog before curling up into a tight ball in the corner. Still, she shivered as warmth slowly returned to her body, and all she could think about was how much more comfortable she'd be wrapped in a blanket of Logan's tan fur.
OOC: Hope this is good! A bit cheesy but oh well @logan |
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Post by Deleted on Jun 5, 2017 10:34:19 GMT -8
Thirty minutes passed. Inferno woke with a start, noticing that he had dozed off while enjoying his resting spot. Well, he probably needed the rest anyways. Curious eyes strayed back toward his silk pouch, only about two feet away. An inquisitive brow perked when he noticed that some of the toxins in the web, specifically his Iris stems, were scattered on the dusty ground. They were dying, as he had collected them two days ago, but they still obviously were as poisonous as ever. Inferno sighed deeply to himself, rising to heavy paws before shifting toward his sack, gentle scraping back in whatever he could save. About a yard away lay a skinny squirrel propped up against a tree. Upon closer inspection, Inferno could see it wasn't dead just yet. The animal twitched and its body seized unable to climb up the tree to safety. It reminded the herbal wolf almost of the symptoms of rabies after the disease had taken hold of its prey for a while. " Ya little devil. Serves you right eating up my stuff." he spat, a paw prodding at the now lifeless body. Ah well. Sometimes animals helped him anyways, such as this one. Eating the poison just hid it better, allowing him to offer a treat so delicious it was deadly to almost anyone he laid eyes on, given that they didn't reject. Speaking of which, Inferno thought, his charcoal nose taking in the scent of some female nearby. The brute took his time, digging up another bowl in the ground so that he could hide his sack safely under a bush until he returned. As a precautionary measure, Inferno laid some pine needles over the poisons, hoping nothing else would touch it. He then gently picked up the savory smelling squirrel, biting into the back of it's neck so that it might seem as if he killed it himself. And anyways, the poison was likely in it's throat or stomach. His body moved forward quickly, his nose guiding him toward her. As soon as his pretty blue eyes found her, he would offer a kind smile, wagging his tail as he drew forward more slowly. " Why, hello!" he'd begin, dropping the squirrel at his paws. One would have to observe very carefully through his welcoming act to see that his eyes were searching over her figure, looking to find any excuse to give her the squirrel. " Oh my gosh, you look so hungry," he exclaimed, looking down at his squirrel. " I can always catch myself something else. You need this way more," he continued, nudging the animal toward her paws. The male again offered a friendly smile, tail swishing behind him as if he hadn't seen another wolf in months. " Inferno." he would say, dripping his handsome cranium toward her. Stupid bitch. ~ 1.5 Month Timeskip ~ Miyako was dumber than a box of rocks, the worst she-wolf he'd ever met. Sometimes he even thought she was just putting on a good show with how gullible she was. No, she was stupid, but she did him great service. At first he hated it, hearing her babble on about she owed him everything and she had to repay him for saving her. For christ's sake, he had poisoned her 6 times now! Half of that he did on purpose, just wanting the bitch to be quiet and die so he could move on with his life. Every time, though, he looked into her pleading eyes as she choked and gagged, thinking to himself, well maybe i'll just make her hunt for me one more time. By now he was getting used to her company, having her go out and fetch him whatever he needed while he laid around, lazy as hell. It pleased him at the thought of having a personal servant, as if he were some sort of god. Recently he'd even gotten creative with how he punished her, sending her to get something in a dangerous area only to hear her cries of help an hour later. Always he'd haul himself up and come to her rescue, giving himself something to do other than sleep and eat. Once he'd even nuzzled her after the fact, as if he gave two shits about her. It was all a matter of keeping her close and at his service, rewarding her rarely for all that she did. Currently it was autumn, though were no leaves that fell to the ground. The air was crisp and the plants, well they were all mostly dead anyways. While Inferno was inside his makeshift den gazing out the entrance, he had forced Miyako to sleep in the cold. He was being generous as he thought, though, as he was letting her sleep in past dawn. Soon she'd wake, and when she did Inferno already had plans for her, though not as excruciating as usual.
@miyako
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Post by Deleted on Jun 6, 2017 13:18:10 GMT -8
The small males mind stayed blank for an abnormally long amount of time no image just blurred sounds, the male wouldn't know if it was from the group or if it was from the daydream. The males legs collapsed from underneath him making him hit the floor of the ground. The tiny male had felt that happen he couldn’t get his eyes to open and then suddenly, the same images popped through his head, the male had begged for him to stop and they hadn’t. Finally the image drew back to the group everything that had happened was stuck to the males memory, he decided he was of no use to the group anymore, the white weak female was dead, there was nothing he could do now basically all of the events that had happened hadn't mattered to him anymore, the thing with a black male its to confusing for the male to even think about.
The male quickly trotted away to whatever had been happening he let it just be a blur to him and he had exited Dry woods.
OOC - sorry VERY short post but I am leaving this area and joining a less confusing one so I can stay on track plus a crazy amount of stuff just happened and Harmony is dead so I am just going to back off from this insane plot. xD
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Post by Deleted on Jun 9, 2017 14:28:04 GMT -8
Jeez, Logan could listen to that laugh all day. Just the mere sound of the melodic voice had Logan in a trance, his smile turning shy as he stared in slight awe. She was sweet, interesting. A breath of fresh air in his otherwise pretty suffocating life. And perhaps she thought the same of him. He could only hope so. His thoughts were interrupted when a pretty voice made his head snap into reality and out of day-dream land where someone as pretty as her could possibly like someone as rugged as himself. "Goodness," she had gasped. "I can't possibly look like that, do I?" Laughing slightly. Logan chuckled before going back to his usual slouch, rolling his large shoulders before giving a teasing grin. Of course she didn't actually look like a parading pony as Logan oh so overly exaggerated. She was far more delicate, like a crystal that would shatter if it wasn't cared for properly. And Logan hated the thought of something so beautiful being broken. "Let's see, my mother sort of deprived me of any good childhood which is how I found my way out of my birth pack," she began properly. And Logan intensely listened to every word, hanging onto each sentence as she spoke of her past. A vastly different past to his own. And if the female had ever inquired about his own after that, the male would shrug it off with a charming smile as they reached their watery destination. .: Time Skip :. Logan had always been a light sleeper ever since his childhood, what could he say? He was a rather paranoid being. Yet it gave him some sort of relief and comfort as he would drift off to sleep to the soft sounds of Lilac breathing not too far from his own curled up form. They had dug out an old badger den and although it wasn't perfect, it was a temporary home. Logan was rather internally happy that Lilac had stuck around, everything wasn't so lonely anymore. Plus waking up to a complete utter beauty wasn't too bad either. For once he felt.. Rather peaceful. Even as the cold weather started to roll in, the leaves turning golden brown as they started to wither, the breeze turning slightly icy during the nights and mornings. It wasn't until soft crunches of leaves had slightly stirred Logan from his slumber, eyes groggily opening to find Lilac's pretty snowy form curl up into a ball in the corner of their den and shiver. Logan shook his head a little, as if shaking away the sleepiness that laced his being. But it wasn't quite the case, drowsiness still loomed over him as he gave a lopsided, tired smile. Slowly raising to all fours, Logan silently crept over to Lilac's smaller form before wrapping his large body around her own. The ivory white a huge contrast to the sunset orange as the wolf-dog spooned the female. "Mornin' Princess." he spoke softly behind her neck, nuzzling tiredly into the shivering mass as his voice came out raspy. Perhaps it was too close for her comfort but Logan deemed it fine in his tired state. "If you were cold you could have told me." his voice dropped an octave lower as he let out an almost silent sleepy chuckle into her ears. His large, fluffy tail wrapped around her smaller frame, pushing her snowy body closer to his warm pelt as he sighed comfortably. This was nice. This was.. Pretty perfect. Friends could do this right? Sure they can. Violet eyes flickered closed as his face buried into the scruff of white fur. "How long have you been awake?" he mumbled into the mass of pelt, voice still doing the 'just woke up so I sound like like I have a sore throat in a sexy way' thing that guys do. In all honestly, Logan would rather be more than friends. The little crystal encased in his spooning-grip was rather special to him, he had grown fond of her in the short amount of time. Perhaps it's time to ask...
Addressed: @lilac
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Post by Deleted on Jun 9, 2017 16:05:23 GMT -8
No doubt the male had some serious stalking skills. Lilac never saw it coming until suddenly her smaller body was engulfed by Logan’s handsome sunset colored figure. The she-wolf simply froze, taking in the hybrids warmth as her cheeks seemed to melt with sudden overflowing embarrassment. Fuck, fuck, fuck, she’d think to herself, eyes growing wide with disbelief. Lilac heart practically pounded out of her chest and no doubt with the male so close he could feel it. She was sure of it. Geez, what was she supposed to do? Sitting there as if she could pretend to still be asleep was a bad idea, and rejecting him was even worse. Completely unimaginable. She couldn’t dare hide the fact that she had let the male charm her in the month they had been friends, although when she wanted his warmth only moments ago, Lilac didn’t actually think it would happen. Better not wish for anything else. His familiar scent washed over her, sweet cinnamon, not overpowering, something she hoped would rub off onto her pelt. She felt scared almost. Not of him, of course. It was an alien feeling to her, her mind racing on how to retaliate. How could she show her affection also without coming off too strong or bored? Was this even his way of showing affection? Did he care for her as she was growing to care for him? “ Mornin’ Princess” came his gorgeous raspy voice that would tickle at a few strands of fur behind her ear. By nature, her ear flickered, whisking over his close face. “ If you were cold you could have told me.” Logan whispered. This had to be completely unreal. Finally, her bright white eyes would open, watching with an undying ease as his orange tail wrapped around her cold body, snuggling her closer to him. Aware that he could probably see her, Lilac fought to keep her composure, fighting to keep her lips from forming into a shy smile. Too late. Quickly, but gently, the she-wolf would move her cranium around nearer to his paws where he wouldn’t be able to detect any more weird expressions. Without Logan here, she’d say she hated it. He always made her lose her composure and grace. There was always some trick up his sleeve that could have her melting at his paws, and she hated that she could never be her mother’s pet anymore. Lord have mercy if her mother ever saw this moment. She wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. Her feelings seemed to race through her at the speed of light, thoughts muddled and uncontrollable. She was a ruined princess, but it felt so damn good to feel love. To care for someone so perfect. In time, Lilac let her body relax, again smiling secretly to herself as the male nuzzled himself into her warming scruff. “ How long have you been awake?” he would inquire, his baritone voice muffled but sexy as ever. It gave her chills, wonderful chills, the hairs on her neck spiking up before smoothing out again. It was her move. She had to do something, something that would obviously express her feelings toward him. Maybe she was just high in the moment, but Lilac new deep down that the half wolf was worth more than a year's worth of fresh prey at her paws. To her, he was worth more than all the billions of stars in the sky. “ Few hours,” thinking of you, she would think. “ I like to watch the sun rise sometimes. I-it makes me think of you,” her voice was fresh as ever, yet soft and gentle as to keep the tired beast soothed. Lilac closed her eyes, shaky breaths escaping her maw as she attempted to calm herself. Her body was warm, comfortable, sleep finally making her mind go fuzzy. Innocently she let her smaller white tail curl over his, the action simply seeming right. Lilac didn’t particularly care anymore. She would revert back to her original position, curling her head closer to her body, feeling as Logan’s chest expanded and deflated up against her body. Hazy white hues would shyly flicker open again, glancing up at his handsome face. She wouldn’t trade this for anything the world had to offer.
@logan
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Post by Deleted on Jun 11, 2017 19:30:10 GMT -8
"I am sorry, I - I really didn't mean to... I saw you in the woods with... with Logan. I believe that was his name," a small voice piped up after a mystery rock scattered through the clearing. Uzu flicked his plum and pink gaze to the small form of the white wolf. He gave a small hum to her as Wanda spoke, "Well, we could head towards there."The brute flicked his slightly scarred muzzle towards where Wanda was suggesting. It seemed drab, but opportunistic. Uzumati gave her a nod of approval, scenting the air as he did so. A strong, distinct scent wafted through his nostrils. A bigger grin graced his features as he confirmed it with himself that the scent was a pack's. Shuffling slightly backwards to expose the small white stranger to the rest of the group, Uzumati released his rich tones, "I believe I've scented a pack, off in the distance. I'm going to head that way, test my luck. I would love for you all to join me, but I understand if you can not."Giving everyone, especially Wiggles a beaming grin, the gargantuan hoisted himself up onto his paws and waited for a few moments to see what everyone else's reaction would be before beginning to lumber off at a pace slow enough that Wiggles could keep up if he was joining him. The leaves were beginning to turn auburn, and with the distant scent in his nasals, Uzumati was excited to see where this would take him. @wiggles (@weayaya ) @cosmo ( Beta Violet ) @wanda -Exit to Somnus Border Outskirts-
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Post by Deleted on Jun 15, 2017 12:35:41 GMT -8
Wanda, indifferent about where she was to travel, looked over to the ebony-brown wolf to her side, wondering his input on their movements. Of course, she doubted that any vital, factual information would sprout from him. But, his opinion was important none-the-less. Allowing the corner of her mouth to flick into a small smile, the petite lupine turned back to the hulking form of Uzumati, her eyebrow arching as he spoke. "I believe I've scented a pack, off in the distance. I'm going to head that way, test my luck. I would love for you all to join me, but I understand if you can not." A pack? The pitch was interesting to say the least, sparking a bit of curiousness into the old soul's heart. Nudging Cosmo, her words were hushed but kind as she murmured into his ear. "C'mon, this'll be fun." Nudging him with a thin shoulder, she jogged a bit to catch up with the already walking alabaster wolf, whom she had already welcomed as a companion. - Exit to; Somnus Border Outskirts -
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Post by Deleted on Jun 15, 2017 18:30:54 GMT -8
Cosmo was a little distracted, not really paying attention to the wolves around him. Typical for someone as hyper as he was to always get distracted by the smallest of things. The only thing that he had really caught onto were the words "pack" and the fact that some of his friends were leaving the vicinity rather quickly. He was saddened that they were leaving, and he was about to suggest to Wanda that they should follow, when she herself suggested that they would go along. His tail started wagging like he was a pup told that he could hunt for the first time. He started dancing around Wanda, bouncing around and being a rather excited mass of fur. Giving her a large grin, he would follow along silently, hoping that he would be able to possibly meet some wolves that were looking to have fun, and be his friend. Cosmo was always looking for friends after all.
- Exit -
@wanda @uzumati
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Post by Deleted on Jun 15, 2017 20:28:24 GMT -8
Wiggles
"The joys in life are only what you perceive them to be, not what others tell you they should be."
There wasn't much the brute could truly do, he'd barely budged, lingering where he was in a very well and undoubtedly distanced state. He hadn't heard much, or noted that the others were all moving about, participating in conversation, or even planning things without his input. Whether they'd noticed or not, he'd have remained in his happy state, maw spread with ear-to-ear grin as he stared off in god-knows what direction.
It hadn't been until he'd snapped too, refocusing on everything around him that they'd all begun to move, and his brightened gaze had glued itself to them like a puppy whose mother was running away. "Oh~" He'd all but squeak to himself. "Wait for me..." The light commentation wasn't really called out, nor aimed at anyone in particular, and with a hefty shake of his cranium to get himself set on what he was doing, he'd begin to move on.
Each step was wide-spread and calculated, his eyes lingering on his three new friends beaming a sun-bright smile whenever they glanced at him. Large paws would patter along, zigging and zagging along what should have been a straight road. Part of him questioned where they were going, whilst the other part didn't seem to truly care. All he knew is he wasn't alone, and as he wobbled along, occasionally stumbling or tripping, he'd let his tail thrash too and fro. Most of it was excitement, the rest was steadying his entirety so he wouldn't face-plant the ground ahead.
Tagged: @uzumati; @wanda; @cosmo
OOC: So sorry! I didn't know what to do, so I had him space-out like the special poochy he is. But he's coming!
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Post by Deleted on Jun 21, 2017 14:25:42 GMT -8
Logan smiled sleepily as his ears twitched, the erratic beating of Lilac's heart felt nice. Perhaps a bit of a confidence booster on his behalf. A shy smile had graced the gorgeous being he had wrapped himself around and Logan's own stomach held butterflies. But as quickly as it came, Lilac quickly but smoothly hid the smile from his sight, causing him to cutely pout, a little childishly. He loved seeing that smile, it was possibly one of his favorite things. The simple twitch of her lips could send his mind reeling and draw a blank all at the same time. It wasn't long until Logan felt her smaller body relax in his embrace and once again he smiled into her snowy pelt. “Few hours,” came her gorgeous voice. “I like to watch the sun rise sometimes. I-it makes me think of you,” she said softly. Now that was interesting. A teasing yet slightly lazy grin formed on his attractive features as he slowly brought his muzzle out the warmth of her pelt to look at the beauty he had encased. Her tail fluttered over his own before she laid back against Logan's own frame and shyly looked up at him. Peering down he gently bumped his nose against hers with the same grin. "Think about me often?" he teased - a little confidently, voice still low although raspiness still evident but not as strong. "I think about you, probably way too often." he whispered, more to himself then the amazing individual before him. A slight airy chuckle leaving his throat before nuzzling back into her scruff. "My perfect Princess." he mumbled tiredly, a smile in his voice. It then dawned on him. She wasn't his perfect princess. Not yet anyway. Crap. Wait, what if she didn't like him like that? That would utterly destroy him but at least he'd get an answer. At least he hoped he would anyway. That definitely woke the large half-breed up. Looking back to her face, shyness etched onto his handsome features, a slight awkwardness as well as anxiousness. "That is... If you would be my Princess...?". Fucks sake Logan that was probably the lamest way to ask her, good going. His ear flickered in agitation at himself. Yeah that could have gone smoother, but he had always been a tad awkward since he got civilized. His heart thumped against the large expanse of his chest as violet eyes scanned her perfect frame. She was sweet, caring, pretty, funny, and Logan would love nothing more than to spend the rest of forever with her.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 26, 2017 21:49:58 GMT -8
Sunlight was beginning to drifting into their wonderful little den. Particles of dust were visible in the rays of light, brightening Logan’s handsome pelt and her blindingly white form. It was time to wake up, maybe find some breakfast like they always did. Yet, this morning happened to begin incredibly different. The ivory lupine found herself unwilling to get up. Unwilling to work, or stand straight, walk dominantly, hide her emotions. Whatever trace of her outer core was seemingly gone in this perfect moment; two wolves staring deeply at each other with nothing to disturb them. Less than a second was all it took. The hybrid suddenly reached down, his inky nose kissing the surface of her own. His neck retracted and Lilac’s eyes blinked, glancing toward him several times. Her heart thumped again, practically beating out of her chest. Fucking emotions. Winter ears flicked back shyly, an unsure smile forming. What did that mean... what did any of this mean? Her questioning gaze drifted toward his face, but lord he just looked so happy. She couldn’t ruin the moment with her questions. “ Think about me often?” Lilac would give a small huff towards his teasing, rolling her eyes away. What a dork. “ I think about you, probably way too often.” He continued, the statement more towards himself as he nuzzled back into her scruff. Lilac sighed to herself, dragging his tail closer to her as her eyes fluttered close. She could sleep like this all day, knowing that she was protected within the form of her friend, someone who didn’t judge her for any sudden hiccups in her grace-like personality. I.. think I love this wolf. I love him so much. “ My perfect princess.” Her eyelids opened once again, mouth hovering open, about to speak. Yet, before she could find the words, she noticed that Logan was staring at her yet again. She could feel his heart beating, body seeming to tense slightly. " That is... If you would be my Princess...?" By now she was wide awake again, awareness seeping back into her body. Lilac shifted her figure to the other side, no longer encased inside Logan’s form as her snowy orbs searched deeply in his. Lilac’s, beautiful purple diamonds staring right back at her. Is this really meant to be? Her lips opened, quivering slightly, fighting to swallow back her inward panic. Does he mean it? She felt so happy she wanted to cry. Yet, adrenalin pulsed so quickly through her body that she wanted to dance. Just five seconds of courage. That’s all she needed, never having done it before. Her cranium shot forward, burying her face and muzzle right under his jaw. His neck fur was so warm and welcoming; she just couldn’t help but nuzzle him like a pup searching for milk. “ I’m all yours.” She whispered, a salmon tongue grazing over his fur. Though she didn’t want to show her face, a surge of embarrassment burning in her expression, Lilac would fall back, eyes searching his again. What was he thinking? Did he really love her back? The smaller she-wolf let her nose gently touch his again, a shaky breath escaping her maw as her eyes closed. Why was it so nerve racking to confess feelings? Out of all the things in the world, she doubted she would ever master this. “I think I love you.”
OOC: I poured my heart out into this, yet I still only manage 585 words. Kms ;-;
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Post by Deleted on Jun 27, 2017 11:54:29 GMT -8
Jensen wasn't sure if this was pack land. The fae would usually know, but she hadn't been paying quite as much attention as usual; instead, she had been focusing only on locating prey. Perhaps, Jensen thought, she should have been paying more attention to the scent markers. Still, she should have scented them if they were around... shouldn't she have? Perhaps she was between territories. She remembered passing a border a while back.
The fae flicked her tail, yellow-green eyes flitting around the area. There had to be prey around her somewhere. At this point, Jensen would even take a squirrel, despite them being quick and rather hard to catch. She should have followed her gut and gone somewhere else, Jensen knew that now. Still, it seemed a bit too late to turn around. She had wandered far into the territory, and all of the dried-out trees looked the same; flaky, crumbling bark and prickly needles that were dead and brown at the base, the place that the sunlight could seldom reach. She'd passed a clearing just a while ago, with dry, red dirt and patchy shrubs. Maybe she should go back and look for gophers... Yeah, that seemed like a good idea. So, following this train of thought, Jensen made a 'U' shape around a tree and turned back to the direction she had come from.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 6, 2017 14:02:24 GMT -8
Pink orbs looked up towards icy blue ones, a large smile taking over her face as she saw his friendly demeanor. No worry or caution behind her trusting gaze, her tail going crazy behind her. Nose finally caught the scent of death and spotted the squirrel at the males paws. If she had not been starving she might’ve smelt the wrongness on the corpes but was oblivious to the trickery she was about to play into. She should’ve known something was horribly wrong in this situation, but being who she was at heart, she held no suspicion to the overly friendly male.
Taking the food without question, she quickly munched away, tearing at the slightly cold flesh. Her eyes flickered up to him, something felt weird in her body. Her eyes still held friendliness and compassion in them, even as her breath began to slow. She thought she might’ve ate to fast so she pulled away from the meat. “Inferno,” his voice sounded wobbly, looking towards him her world tipped.
“Mi...yako?” she responded, her mind working hard to figure out what was going on while her body began to shake and convulse. By now her mind had drifted from consciousness as her mouth began to foam. Soon her body became paralyzed, her eyes wide in shock while her breath came in shaky gasps.
~I.5 months later~
Trotting around, she had managed to find two rabbits. Quickly scooping them up within her jaws she happily trotted her way into camp. Inferno became her savior, she practically worshiped him. She knew he didn’t like her, but she saw something good in him. She ignored his heated looks at times, and pretended to not remember him starring at her as she almost died. Everytime.
His gazes had always been contemplating, like he was the reason she was dying. She had begun to suspect her was the reason, she had never encountered so many poisons as she did in the last month and a half. Pink eyes scanned the area to spot slight movement in Inferno’s den. He was not up yet, which meant she had woken up before he normally called for her. Good, she was learning his schedule.
Plopping her rump outside his den, she dropped the two hares with a bright smile. “Good Morning~” she called, her voice like a bird. “I found some food for you, I hope it’s acceptable?” she would wait for his response before giving a nod. If praised, she would wag her tail happily, if scolded, a solemn nod, if no response she would simply sit there and smile.
“I bring news, there are howls to the East, sounds like a pack might be accepting,” she said softly, eyes flickering to Inferno’s briefly before glancing away. She wondered what he would do with this information.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2017 13:25:07 GMT -8
After Sansa and Asteria had left, Helios had been alone once again. It was the way he had lived all his life, alone, except for those short couple of days he had been with the female and the coy-wolf. He was a little glad to be alone again, but ever since he had that taste of what could have been the beginning of companionship, he had began to wonder if he should live not alone, but with others at his side. After all, there were benefits, like protection, and the ability to hunt larger prey. However, he did not bother to go out of his way to make friends, which he had never really done before anyways.
In the Dry Woods, he merely went about boring tasks, like looking to find prey, a good place to sleep, exploring new territory, it was starting to feel like his life was simply scheduled to be the same everyday, merely with the purpose of living, having a full stomach, being well-rested. He hadn't really started to question it until now, he had just simply went with the flow.
A breeze rolls through, ruffling his air and causing the dry, brittle Autumn leaves making crackling sounds, the same dry leaves crunching underpaw. He looked rather bored as he simply walked along. His nose caught scent of a female as he walked, but he basically just ignored it. That is, until he walked straight into the female he had scented.
"Oh, pardon," he says, a bit of Asteria's manners had rubbed off on him.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 12, 2017 14:58:48 GMT -8
Logan held a breath that he didn't know he was actually holding. He could have probably made his confession way more romantic yet the awkward dork he was just let it slip out. He couldn't bare the thought of not belonging to Lilac and her not belonging to Logan for another moment. She looked panicked and Logan's own expression mimicked hers. Would she reject him? Shit, that would be embarrassing. Hey I'm inlove with you, cool if you don't feel the same though. He cringed inwardly. Just as he was about to sigh and prepare himself for awkward rejection, a fluffy snowy cranium buried itself under his jaw. “I’m all yours.” she whispered out and at that moment, the wolf-dog could feel an explosion of butterflies in his stomach. A giant smile etched onto his handsome face as realization struck through his spine like a happy volt of electricity. Lilac pulled back just a tad to once again gently bump noses and Logan precipitated with an 'Eskimo kiss' back. “I think I love you.”
The smile only grew on Logan's face. His tail flickering with pure joy. He gently nipped at a snowy ear before whispering into it, with his deep spine-shuddering voice. "I love you too." He pulled back a small bit just to give small, butterfly kisses/licks all over her face, ears, neck, anywhere he could reach before encasing her close in an embrace. "So, so much." His voice came out soft, a smile to match. The sun had barely even risen and yet he was so damn happy and deemed this his favorite day so far. He wasn't quite sure what would come next. Perhaps maybe finding a permanent home to settle down in sounded decent. Logan wasn't too fond of groups but where-ever Lilac would go, he would protectively follow by her side.
.:. Time Skip: 1 Month .:.
The two hadn't moved from their makeshift den. Instead Logan had dug it out and stabilized it to make it bigger. A permanent home for the two... Or more. Yes Logan was eagerly awaiting the days now, as some time soon, their den will be filled with - what he hoped to be - many puppies. Each day he would excitedly talk to Lilac how he hopes one is as pretty as their mother and how gorgeous they'll be from her genetics. Ecstatically discussing names and what they'd be like. The thought of being a father sort of scared the young male, but at the same time - he was damn excited. Logan had never been around kids that weren't trying to kill him, so he couldn't wait for what they future would hold.
Winter was rolling in and Logan let a shiver run down his large body as he trotted back to the den, two limp hares laying in his jaws. He wanted to keep Lilac well taken care of, and so early that morning he had snuck out the den and refused to come back until he had some food suitable for his Princess. By now it was noon, he wasn't sure if Lilac had awoken or not, but the two rabbits should be enough for today.
With a charming smile, he ducked under and into the den, violet eyes immediately landing on the most stunning creature to have blessed his life. He gently places the two hares down somewhere near before giving a small lick to the top of a snowy cranium. "Hey there beautiful."
OOC: I am so sorry I lack so much muse rn x-x
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